My Old Excuses For Not Attending Church (Part 2)

A Sinner

My excuse list grew longer and stronger when My wife Liz passed. There could be no God that would take her instead of me. Certainly no God that I wanted to worship. She was the follower and worshipper of God, not me. My passive belief in God quickly turned to anger and I cursed God, church buildings, religion, and any people involved with what I now considered to be a bunch of BS.

William

I told these feelings to my best friend William who I knew to be a devout Christian. He moved as close to me as he could, looked me straight in the eyes, and said: “Dennis do you know what God thought when you cursed him and said all those bad things to him?” I didn’t really want to know, but I finally said (in a patronizing way) what William?” William quietly answered: God thought “well at least he’s talking to me now.”

I thought that was the dumbest thing I had ever heard. Then after a few minutes I began to laugh. Then I began to cry. Then I was laughing and crying at the same time and William was laughing too as he told me how God had big shoulders and could take a cussing but still love me. My best buddy William went to meet Jesus not long after that. He told me near the end, he would be in Heaven with Liz and they would wait for me there.

I wondered if I would see them.

(Part 3 coming)

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